Beforemysistergotoschoolbybus,Ialwaysgohomecrying,becauseIamafraidtosisterwon'tcome,buthersisterinhercar,willalwayscomfortme.I'mhappysolittle,buttheydon'tknow.I'maftertheyleave,orcry,tearsflowingdownlikeawaterfall.BeforethatIhavetostayinthemirror.Ibecomebrave.Quickliftthesixthgrade,sotomakeup,soIcan'tgohomethisyear,whenthetearsarenotobedienttoclimbuptheeyes.Itoldmyself,Ican'tcry,Ihadendured.Inthesisteronthebusatthatmoment,Ilookedatmysisterafamiliarandlovelyface,butalsobearthetasteofthekindoftearsinmyeye,IfeelIgrowup,Ilearntobestrong.Don'tcry.Ithoughttomyself:mysisterwillbeback,willI'msure,shedarednotcomeback.Ihavebeenusingittoeliminatethedoubtsinmymindandtears,thetwowordsinmymind"wandering"Iampleased.

　　Igrewup,inthatsistergothemoment.